Cheng Yu slowly woke up. He had already taken a nap in midair.
Below him, the Flesh Forest was still grinning stupidly.
Speechless, Cheng Yu took his flatbread out of his space and bit into it again.
He looked at the remaining half of the flatbread.
Cheng Yu put it back into his space, then heaved another heavy sigh.
System! What am I supposed to do?! ( ˶´⚰︎`˵ )
"Huh? You're asking me? How about you let me out, and I fight this battle for you?" (→_→)
That's actually not out of the question. (￣﹏￣)
"Heh." (→_→)
Cheng Yu knew perfectly well that was impossible, but he really had no options left. This world was far too hostile to an ordinary person who couldn't even truss a chicken. He had considered simply floating here and waiting to see whether some kind passerby would lend him a hand.
Of course, anyone willing to approach after seeing the Flesh Forest probably wouldn't be some ordinary person, but that was still better than wasting away here.
Another day passed. Cheng Yu decided he couldn't count on anyone else to save him. Only he could save himself!
He pulled Mad Song out of his space. Looking at the oddly shaped blade, Cheng Yu felt deeply uncertain.
But he really had no other choice now.
Cheng Yu sat cross-legged in midair and silently prayed.
"Three Pillars of the Mythos above! May Your Eminences bless your disciple and help him safely overcome this ordeal!"
Cheng Yu opened his eyes and looked down at the Flesh Forest. Without hesitation, he hurled Mad Song like a throwing weapon.
Whoosh! Shnk!
Mad Song's entire blade sank into the surface of the Flesh Forest, leaving only its handle exposed.
Cheng Yu stared intently at the Flesh Forest, watching for any